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"I told you so. She is just behind there. She has come round by the back streets, just to see if I'd told her the truth." Waymark glanced back and shrugged his shoulders. "Pooh! Never mind," he said. "You're used to it." "Used to it! Yes," Julian returned, his face flushing suddenly a deep red, the effect of extraordinary excitement; "and it is driving me mad." Then, after a fit of coughing
Waymark, get me an opiate of some kind, or I shall kill myself; and let me sleep here." "What will your wife say?" "What do I care what she says!" cried Julian, with sudden excitement, his muscles quivering, and his cheeks flaming all at once. "Don't use that word 'wife, it is profanation; I can't bear it! If I see her to-night, I can't answer for what I may do. Curse her to all eternity!"
Waymark had said very little at the time, and there had been no conversation on the matter between them since. "I don't see that it made any difference," Waymark replied gloomily. The old man was silent. He had been, it seemed, under a complete delusion, and could not immediately make up his mind whether he had indeed ground of complaint against Waymark. "Why did Mr.
The months of late summer and autumn saw several more garden-parties. These, Ida knew, were very useful, but more enduring things must be devised. Miss Hurst was the only person with whom she could consult, and that lady's notions were not very practical. If only she could have spoken freely with Waymark; but that she could no longer on any subject, least of all on this.
"Explain what you mean," Julian repeated, almost with violence. "Who has said anything of that kind against her?" "Who has? Why I can bring half a dozen people who knew her when she was on the streets, before Waymark kept her. And you knew it, well enough no fear!" "It's a lie, a cursed lie! No one can say a word against her purity. Only a foul mind could imagine such things." "Purity!
You should see how delighted he is as soon as I enter the door." Ida was changed, and in many ways. She seemed to have grown younger; in her voice and manner there was a girlishness which was quite new to Waymark.
Had the man gone mad! His manner was scarcely consistent with that supposition. As the alternative before him was of such a kind, Waymark could but choose the lesser evil. He allowed Slimy to remove from his shoulders the satchel which contained the sums of money he had just collected. It was quietly put aside.
As Waymark entered, she looked at him with friendly smile, and said quietly "I thought you would never come again" "I have not kept away through thoughtlessness," he replied. "Believe that; it is the truth. And to-night I have only come to say good-bye. I am going to leave London." "You used to say nothing would induce you to leave London, and that you couldn't live anywhere else."
Woodstock nodded his head, and walked off by himself. Julian Casti was ill. With difficulty he had dragged himself to the court, and his sufferings as he sat there were horribly evident on his white face. Waymark met him just as Mr. Woodstock walked off; and the two went home together by omnibus, not speaking on the way.
On the present day, Waymark was told by a woman who lived on the ground-floor that Slimy had gone out, but had left word with her, in case the collector called, that he should be back in less than half-an-hour. Doubtless this meant that the rent was not forthcoming. The people who lived on the first floor were out as usual, but had left their rent.
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